I got you fam! I can make rec posts regularly if there’s interest 🙂
The Tar Beneath Your Skin (G) – “It must be nice,” Annie said, as they sat on the step and their coffee faded from lukewarm to tepid.“Hmm?” ever literate, he responded.“To have your head back. It was so loud and crowded with it in there with me. I have no idea how you managed with it for so long.”“Yeah well, I was acting crazy, you saw that, I’m not sure you could say I was managing,” he shot her a look, which earned him a smile.He’s not…lying.No, he’d spent the the whole time terrified and confused. He’d felt the sickness of fever and delirium. The chilling panic of not knowing if you were in control of your own body, your own mind.But –
It is the mission, and, indeed, the nature, of a Klyntar symbiote to move from host to host. But one symbiote makes a different choice.
our body, sacred (E) – “Hey,” he says, tongue suddenly heavy and breath even heavier. Venom’s mouth had a lot of teeth. His mouth, he should say. Their mouth-“Our mouth.” Venom purrs, and god, if Eddie doesn’t feel that stir in his gut.“Yeah,” Eddie breathes.
because it’s you (E) – Venom tries to get Eddie laid, but that’s exactly what he doesn’t need.He knows if he waits, it will shift back into Anne. If he waits, he will go from tilting his head up to looking down, and holding something much smaller than before. If he waits, he can deny it.
An Inevitability (E) – “It is not natural to have half a body sprout from your back, grow arms, and embrace you because he senses that you’re missing your old girlfriend.But for Eddie, it all feels like it couldn’t have been any other way.”
While I’m working on a longer fanfic, I felt the desire of something shorter, fluffy.
I hope you like it!
Demetra Trevelyan x Cullen Rutherford
NSFW-ish (nothing graphic)
Cullen tried to lay down as graciously as he could. It was a bit tricky to take possession of the left side of the mattress. His beloved Inquisitor tended to occupy all the unattended space during her sleeping, and that night was no different. Even knowing Demetra slept like the dead – and Maker how much he envied her sometimes – he moved her arm away from his pillow carefully, worried to disturb her rest. Maker knew they both had quite a day. She grunted something and rolled on her side, curling slightly. He barely held back a chuckle seeing her in that way. There was something endearing about the mighty Inquisitor childlike sleeping, unaware of any problem or the stack of reports he had just brought on her desk. Thinking about the workload made him hesitant. It wasn’t that late, maybe he could work for another ten minutes. “Don’t you dare,” a bundle of sleepy angry words hit him as soon as he put his feet on the soft carpet near the bed “Come back here and sleep, Cullen.” She turned on her back, cracking an eye open “It’s an ungodly hour to work and I want to cuddle. So, lay down now.” He laughed quietly, defeated in the best possible way. He plopped on the bed and kissing her soft freckled cheek “Who tells you I was going to work?” She grunted, arching her neck with a huff “Know you.” “I’m sorry I woke you up” he whispered, stretching out an arm. She rolled on her side, facing him, her head on his shoulder “Don’t worry. I was trying to wait for you, but I forgot how much in love you’re with your work.” “Don’t be silly,” he smiled kissing the top of her hair. “ ‘m not,” she mumbled, throwing her arm around his torso. A rumble of approval left him, felling her full curves pressed against his skin. It was warm, it was familiar and it made him regret he didn’t leave his office sooner.
Mayerine 